Mera bhai marketing manager tha to jaipur k bahar aana jana laga rahta tha.Mere bhai ki shadi jaipur se 100 km dur hui thi . Shadi k bad bhabhi hamare... ghar rahne aa gyi thi .Bahbhi k bare main bata du unka name sudha h or wo 26 ki thi height karib 5’8″ thi rang gora n slim trim,or boobs ki size 34 thi . Us time mere man main unke bare main aisa kuch ni tha.Ek bar mere bhai ko jaipur se bahar jana tha wo b shadi k 10-15 din bad hi to wo chala gaya 5 dino k liye or bhabhi akeli ho gyi. Waise to. But I know vendors were passing so I had no choice but to control ,but after kissing her chicks I put my hands on her waist and caressing her waist stomach while she was playing with her baby preparing herself to feed her baby. I was caressing her stomach and searching for her navel ,when I found I inserted my finger and started playing with it.She was enjoying my act and smiling naughtily but not stopped me. Then I licked the finger which I inserted so she asked why i liked her navel so much. My tongue is fast, lapping at her quickly, my finger slow. Randomly I switch it so my tongue is slow, and my finger is fast. “Fuck Blondie, don’t stop!” she moans out. She is close, I know she is, but she is the type of girl to cum a lot. I love that in her. She’s a fountain. Andrew’s stroking his cock faster now, panting. It almost sounds as if he’s fucking one of us, the same pace I’m going on Cricket. Their breathing is matched. Sam is watching; I can see he is hard, but he’s holding off.. "My truck was spick-n-span, but that was not the biggee: I had gotten rid of the bucket seats, and put in a new, specially made for me, door-to-door bench seat. Now, my girl and I could cuddle like in the old days before all of the governmental baloney changed the way trucks, and cars to for that matter, were furnished.I leaned back against the door on my driver's side. I was looking across the seat at her and she looked at me like a cat that was about to dine on the canary—me. Oddly I was.